Angie's music is a kaleidoscope of influences, her albums lovingly assembled scrapbooks filled with torn pages from yearbooks and journals, concert tickets worn down from the washing machine, dog-eared photos of backyard parties and summer vacations. Every song Angie writes is a love letter that never got mailed, a list of hopeful New Year's resolutions, diary-personal, fragile, beautiful, and real. Angie's songs are about crushes and death and being crushed to death...